Showing posts with label Parodies and Humor Attempts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Parodies and Humor Attempts. Show all posts

Thursday, September 15, 2016

Exclusive KHWL interview with 2016 Presidential hopeful, Brad Schader.

Kanrei: Hello, and welcome to KHWL, the Home for Wayward Lemmings here on the internet. I am Kanrei and I am pleased to have with us today the latest entry into the 2016 Presidential Farce, Brad Schader. Hello and welcome.

Brad Schader: Thank you and thanks for having me.

K: It has been a very interesting Presidential cycle this year, hasn't it?

BS: Yes, it has.

K: And now you wish to add to the chaos of the season?

BS: Yes, I feel it is essential that the people of America have as many options as your standard all-you-can-eat buffet.

K: And of equal quality I assume.

BS: Yes, and can I object to your starting every quote from me with a BS marking?

K: Aren't you seeking the office of the President?

BS: Yes.

K: Then the BS marking stands. So, let's start off with a simple question- what party are you a member of?

BS: None.

K: No party?

BS: I've never been invited to a party.

K: That's kinda sad.

BS: Not for the people throwing those parties.

K: So, without a party to define yourself and your positions, how do you expect America to know where you stand on the issues?

BS: I'm not sure issues matter this election really.

K: WHAT?

BS: I am not sure issues matter this election. Look, in November America is going to get a new President and it will probably be Clinton or Trump, two people nobody likes and fewer people trust...

K: OK?

BS: So all I need to do is beat two people everyone hates. Nobody knows me at all, so I already start off with an approval benefit. Nobody disapproves of me yet because nobody knows me.

K: And that is why you agreed to this interview?

BS: Yes.

K: OK, so, as President, what is the first thing you plan to do?

BS: Change the title.

K: The title? Of what?

BS: The Office of the President. I won't be called “President Schader.”

K: Oh?

BS: No, I am going for Darth Schader; Dark Lord of America. The people may refer to me as “Sir,” “Lord Schader,” or “Darth.”

K: That sounds kinda omnimous.

BS: Not at all; it's nostalgic. Everyone loves Star Wars.

K: So why not model yourself after one of the heroes?

BS: My name is Schader.

K: OK, moving on. So what is the central theme of your platform?

BS: Transparency and equality.

K: Those are standard rhetorical non-answers we expect from candidates. Can you elaborate?

BS: I believe the people own the White House and own its occupant, so I will constantly be open to new donations.

K: Sounds like “pay-to-play.”

BS: Doesn't it? Easy to remember.

K: So the rich will have you in their pockets so long as they pay?

BS: Not at all. See, I won't go by dollar amounts of donations, but I will base my access on percent of pretax income donated to MY Foundation. I think a standard 10% donation to MY Foundation would be sufficient.

K: Your foundation?

BS: Yes.

K: And what is the name of your foundation?

BS: MY Foundation.

K: Yes, the name?

BS: Let's not owe Abbot and Costello money please; the foundation is called “MY Foundation.”

K: As in “M” and “Y?”

BS: Yes, as in “Money” and “Yours.”

K: And what is the goal of this foundation? What is its mission statement?

BS: To make your money, my money.

K: And so long as the 10% mark is hit, you will give access?

BS: Exactly.

K: So where does the transparency factor into your platform?

BS: I am open and honest about my being for sale.

K: Let's move on to the economy. What do you plan to do to help workers who are losing their jobs as companies move overseas?

BS: Well, I plan to form the Federal Bureau of Travel. See, the internet has placed many travel agents out of work, so I plan to hire them to aid the American worker in getting cheap airfare to the countries where the jobs are going. Simple, right? We love to travel. A big complaint about most Americans is how little we travel outside of America. We complain about a lack of jobs in America. Most people see problems; I see a two dead birds and a stone.

K: OK...I think we've reached the point in this interview that nobody is still reading it, so I think it is time to save the few readers I have left at this point and end this.

BS: Thank you for the time.


Thursday, March 24, 2016

To the Tune of "I Will Survive"


First I was a Republican
Because I was terrified
I kept hoping the GOP would keep the good lord on my side
I spend so many nights
Looking underneath my bed
Not realizing
The boogeymen were only in my head
So I became a Democrat
In hopes that things would change
I voted for people I denied were deranged
I did the things I did to keep the GOP from me
Now I'm regretting all my votes
I have cast for the presidency
Because nothing will change
Regardless of the name
The policies remain despite the failure that they gain
The choices we all face
Should not be considered for a bit
We are forced to choose between a pile a feces and pure sh_t
Oh no, not I
I want to survive
I won't vote for anyone who wants war to only thrive
I would rather be a spoiler or vote from my heart
Than vote for a loser who will tear this place apart

Monday, February 29, 2016

Donald Trump Superstar: The Musical



Former Trump Supporter- My mind is clearer now
At last all too well I can see where we all soon will be
If you strip away
The myth from the man
You will see
Where we all 
Soon will be
DONALD!
You started to believe
The things they say of you
YOu really do believe
A Trump Presidency will be true
And all the crap you've done
Will soon see the light of day
You've begun to matter less
Than the things you say

Listen Donald, I don't like what I see
You might win the Presidency
So please remember
You were a liberal not so long ago
Keep these thoughts in your mind
And hope the Republicans are blind
Or else they will destroy you before the final show

Donald, Jersey's favorite son
Should avoid Washington
Say on TV late a night
You can still pretend you were right


The RNC Media- I don't know how to love him
I don't know why he moves them
He's a man
He's just a man
He is not a Bush
He is not even a Rubio
I know
He scares me so


The RNC- So you are the nominee
Yes, the great nominee
Prove to me that you're for real
Help with this business deal
Or has something gone wrong
Trump, why do you take so long
You're a joke, not the nominee
You won't see the Presidency


Reporter: I think I've seen you somewhere
I remember
You were with that man
They with racist thought
He hates every other  race

Trump: You've got the wrong man, lady
I don't know him
And I can’t condemn the things he says
His votes I can’t replace

Reporter: That's strange
For I am sure I saw you with him
You were right by his side
And yet you deny it?

Trump: I tell you
I was never ever with him

Another Reporter: But I saw you too
It looked just like you

Trump: I don't know him!!!

=D

Thursday, December 11, 2014

To the Tune of "The Adams Family"

It has been a while. Hope you enjoy

 They're racist and they're greedy
A little bit too needy
They like their interns seedy
They're the Republican Party

They hate to see their women
Do anything than have children
We should see and never hear them
The Republican Party
Do-do-do-do (snap snap)
Hate
Do-do-do-do (snap snap)
Straight?
Do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do
Inmate

So gather up the stupid
We love the Jackbooted
Watch your bodily fluids
The Republican Party

Thursday, February 16, 2012

To the tune of "Yellow Submarine"

In the town where I was born
They speak a language from another shore
And I just can’t understand
This language from another land

I live in Miami, F-L-A
Miami, F-L-A
Miami, F-L-A
I live in Miami, F-L-A
Miami, F-L-A
Miami, F-L-A

Most of my friends have moved away
They want to know what people say
But my hometown I won’t betray
I refuse, so here I stay

I live in Miami, F-L-A
Miami, F-L-A
Miami, F-L-A
I live in Miami, F-L-A
Miami, F-L-A
Miami, F-L-A

I happen to love the foreign scene
Best of both worlds, quite a dream
I get the fun and all the sun
And I don’t have to speak to anyone
EVERYBODY!

I live in Miami, F-L-A
Miami, F-L-A
Miami, F-L-A
I live in Miami, F-L-A
Miami, F-L-A
Miami, F-L-A

Monday, February 13, 2012

To the tune of the Theme from Grease

We got no jobs
So now we're gonna burn
Down our city blocks
This isn't your concern

So there's have no money
To repair the damage done
We had a lot of fun
Our reputation's earned
Greece is absurd

We're on the Euro
But we don't get paid
So now we're afraid
And acting stupidly

Athens on fire
Let's all roast some smores
We would rather be with whores
But they don't give up for free
Greece is absurd

Greece is absurd
It's absurd
So I've heard
There is looting and fighting

Greece is a blaze
I'm amazed
No one's phased
Isn't anyone thinking?

Greece is absurd
Its absurd
Its absurd
Its absurd

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

To the tune of "Don't Stop" by Fleetwood Mac

Yesterday you said something dumb
It caused us all to have a little fun
Making light of the dumb things you say
I can't wait till election day
Don't
Stop
The GOP debating
Don't
Stop
Election day's almost here
It will be here before we are done
And Obama still won
Obama still won


If you think you may have a clue
Well we can't tell by the stupid things you do
Herman Cain and Michelle Bachmann
I suppose you want Barack Obama again


Don't
Stop
The GOP debating
Don't
Stop
Election day's almost here
It will be here before we are done
And Obama still won
Obama still won

Monday, January 16, 2012

Heaven Announces Candidate for 2012 Election

*News Release*
Date: 1/16/12
Time: 11:18am EST

G-d Declares His Candidacy and Plans to QB Super bowl.


Tired of hearing about how he supports this candidate or this team, G-d has decided to end "all this stupid mortal nonsense" and seek the office of the President once and for all for himself. He said at a recent press conference: If you want me to solve your problems, I will solve them my way.

His platform includes, but is not limited to:

1. Earth flooding
2. First born killing
3. Insect plagues
4. Extending of the Bush Tax Cuts for two more years
5. Rib removal

Opponents have sighted G-d's omnipotence, omniscience, and omnipresence as unfair advantages and are seeking Campaign Supernatural Reform prior to his declaration.

Given his ability to exist in both the past and future, it is generally believed that by declaring his candidacy, G-d has in fact already won the Nov 2012 election that has yet to happen for the rest of us.

Monday, December 19, 2011

To the tune of "Black Water" by the Doobie Brothers

Well, I've built me some bombs and they're ready for dropping
Oh Saddam Hussain, I wish there were 10 more like you
The troops may be leaving
But the Iraqis are fighting
Which means there's still money to be made today

Oh Blackwater
Keep on killing
Politician folk gonna keep on paying your bills
Oh Blackwater
Keep on killing
Politician folk gonna keep on paying your bills
Gonna keep on paying
Pretty momma, gonna keep on paying those bills

And we aren't there no more
'Cause Mercs don't wear a uniform
No

Well if you mind, I don't care
Don't make no difference to me
Just put those troops coming home on TV
Gonna hear some patriotic bands
And dance the Honky Tonk
While I'll be killing every Iraqi around

Oh Blackwater
Keep on killing
Politician folk gonna keep on paying your bills
Oh Blackwater
Keep on killing
Politician folk gonna keep on paying your bills
Gonna keep on paying
Pretty momma, gonna keep on paying those bills

And we aren't there no more
'Cause Mercs don't wear a uniform
No

Gonna hear some patriotic bands
And forget about the Mercs in foreign lands
Foreign lands
Lands
Take some foreign lands, pretty momma
Gonna pay those Mercs in foreign lands

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Three Cheers for the Red, White, and Screwed

Three Cheers to the Red, White, and Screwed
To those who believe we are leaving
With 16,000 more mercs on their way
We will see more US deaths another day

And to those who think Obama did this
To those so easily lead asunder
He tried to extend our stay
But they said "no way
Enough with the plunder"

So wrap yourself up in the flag
Pretend this is something worth celebrating
But you know as well as do I
This is a lie
We are just masturbating.

So three cheers to the Red, White, and Screwed
To the warhawks, both old and new
You have thrown the world into Hell
You did so well
And so fuck you

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

To the tune of "Frosty the Snowman"

You are NOT GOING TO LIKE THIS ONE.

Obama, the Spineless President
Still has an awful lot to learn
That when you're caught spying
The drone you can't ask to be returned
When Iran found it
You were busted once again
Acting like a Neocon
But you're different, let's all pretend
Then one sorry election year
The Republicans did say
Obama, with your flaws so bright
We will help you win election night
Then how the GOP loved him
As he carried out their policies
Obama, the Spineless President
You might as well be GOP

To the tune (again) of "American Woman" by the Guess Who

American Drone
Stay away from me
American Drone
Just let me be

Don't go hanging around my door
I am very aware of Amendment number 4
My privacy shouldn't be denied
Just so paranoia you can pacify

American Drone
Get away
American Drone
Don't record what I say

Asking for the military to be used
To spy on me should be refused
Fighting crime is just fine
But don't invade the rights that are mine

American Drone
Gotta getaway
Gotta getaway
Gotta leave
Gotta go

Monday, December 12, 2011

To the tune of "In the Still of the Night" by Whitesnake

In the town of Bedrock
I use my feet to stop my car
When I get home at the end of the day
In the town of Bedrock
When I get happy
"Yabba-Dabba-Doo" is what I say

In Mr Slate's Quarry
Is where I work
It's hard and takes it toll
But in the evening time
They call me "Twinkle Toes"
When with the Water-buffaloes I bowl

Now I just wanna get home tonight
And see my Wilma some more
But I got stuck outside screaming all night
Cause Dino locked me out of the door

In the town of Bedrock
In the town that I rock
I feel myself evolving
In the town of Beeeeeeeeeeddddddrrrrroooooccccckkkk!

Thursday, December 08, 2011

To the tune of "You're a Mean One, Mr Grinch"

You’re resilient, Mr Gingrich
You really won’t go away
You’re as stubborn as a burro
With a campaign in total disarray
Mr Gingrich
I’ll be amazed if you reach Election Day.

You're like fungus, Mr Gingrich
Kept out of the light and you grow
You're as electable as a puppet
Including the hand up your ass for the show
Mr Gingrich
I can't believe our expectations have gotten so low

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

To the tune of "Here I Go Again" by Whitesnake

Herman Cain has ANOTHER woman coming forward and his response to it: Here we go again. Of course a song was coming.

I don’t know who I’m boning, but I know when I stick it in
Giving up on teases who demand that I pay
And I so love to grind
A woman without her own mind
Here we go again, here we go again

Though I keep searching for a slut bag
I never seem to find one who can keep her mouth shut
Oh Lord I pray you give me one without a tongue
But then again that won’t do
Bill Clinton, how I envy you

Here we go again, another ho
Telling all the things about me that she knows
Like a Clinton I have a need a woman who likes to blow
And won’t speak her mind
If about her, the media does find

I’m just another man in search of booty
Waiting for a rear to present itself
And I’m gonna grab it and squeeze it for days
Cause I can’t control it
How I love me those legs, ass, and tits

Here we go again, another ho
Telling all the things about me that she knows
Like a Clinton I have a need a woman who likes to blow
And won’t speak her mind
If about her, the media does find

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

To the Tune of "Carry On My Wayward Son" by Kansas

Mitt says he tried a beer once...just once.


Don't inhale my wayward son
Be careful or you may have fun
There'll be a buzz if you ingest to much
Don't you drink no more

Once he fell into the depth of temptation
And he smoked, drank, and tried masturbation
He didn't dig the first two
But the third was just great
Playing with himself became an obsession
It felt so good, it cured his depression
And his right arm grew much larger
As he loved to masturbate

Don't inhale my wayward son
Be careful or you may have fun
There'll be a buzz if you ingest to much
Don't you drink no more

Monday, November 21, 2011

To the tune of "Stand" by REM

Get Pepper sprayed in the place that you sit
Now in the face
Think about obeying the unlawful things I have to say
Get Pepper sprayed in the place that you stand
Now fall down
Think about obeying me, now get down on the ground

The police are outnumbered
And have no clue
So what in the Hell
Do you expect them to do
Under educated
And driven by fear
They all just want to go home
A drink a few beers
So

Get Pepper sprayed in the place that you sit
Now in the face
Think about obeying the things I have to say
Get Pepper sprayed in the place that you stand
Now fall down
Think about obeying me, now get down on the ground

The people are trying
To have their say
And when it comes to riots
UC knows the way
The police are assholes
And acting like thugs
Perhaps they would be more mellow
If they took a few drugs
So

Get Pepper sprayed in the place that you sit
Now in the face
Think about obeying the things I have to say
Get Pepper sprayed in the place that you stand
Now fall down
Think about obeying me, now get down on the ground

Friday, November 18, 2011

To the tune of "Blinded by the Light"

My Rick Perry
Thinks this is way to scary
Cause the media ain't playing fair
And Herman Cain
Wants to change his name
And maybe dye his hair
As Newt is for sale
And probably should be in jail
Waiting on Freddie to pay
While Mitt takes a shit
Allowing them to take the hits
And hopes to make to election day


So long as they're blinded by the Right
These bunch of douches keep them from seeing the light
Blinded by the Right
The nation is down and we may never get a chance
Think we will make it to the night?

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

To the Tune of "The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down" by the Band

As sung by Karl Rove

Herman Cain is his name and he’s running for the Presidency
“But that won’t happen,” said Rove. “Not if it’s up to me
See I don’t mind not playing fair
And if you don’t like it, well, I don’t care
I swear by the blood that never reaches Cheney’s heart
If he continues to run I will tear that man apart.”

The fortnight they brought down Herman Cain
Off all the media was feeding
The fortnight they brought down Herman Cain
And Karl Rove was laughing
He went: Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha.
Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha

“Back when he was in the NRA they say he was a lecherous man
And I’ve found lots of women who are willing to go with my plan
See, it don’t take much to ruin someone
And I must admit it is lots of fun
It is what I do and how I made my name
Ruining people is my claim to fame!”

The fortnight they brought down Herman Cain
Off all the media was feeding
The fortnight they brought down Herman Cain
And Karl Rove was laughing
He went: Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha.
Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha

Now that the media has the scent of blood I can slowly back off
And condemn the liberal media, saying on Obama they were too soft
Politics today is just a game
And I play it and put everyone else to shame
You may think I’m not as relevant as I once was
But I say you only have to ask Herman Cain because

The fortnight they brought down Herman Cain
Off all the media was feeding
The fortnight they brought down Herman Cain
And Karl Rove was laughing
He went: Ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha.
Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

To the tune of "Pardon Me" by Incubus

It was a few weeks ago
My G-d, could it be
Herman Cain was the front runner in the GOP
But the limelight was bright
And he couldn't see
The myriad of hurdles that leads to the Presidency

So Pardon him while he bursts into flames
He's had enough of this race
He can't seem to play the game
(so) Pardon him, pardon him